DOCTOR WHO
THE TV MOVIE
ACT TWO
EXT. GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE
INT. GRACE'S OFFICE
INT. HOSPITAL MORGUE CHANGING ROOM
EXT. ROSE ALLEY, CHINATOWN
INT. BRUCE'S APARTMENT
BRUCE/MASTER: This body won't last long.
BRUCE/MASTER: I need the Doctor's body.
MIRANDA: No snoring. A sense of humor. You don't need a doctor, honey. Come back to bed.
BRUCE/MASTER: My name is not "honey".
MIRANDA: What shall I call you, then?
BRUCE/MASTER: "Master" will do...
MIRANDA: "Master"... come back to bed.
INT. HOSPITAL MORGUE
PETE: It wasn't the same guy!
GRACE: Sounds to me like you saw the man who stole the body.
PETE: But he was wearing a shroud and a John Doe tag on his toe!
GRACE: Somehow I don't believe the second coming happens here.
PETE: Right... you think he went to a better hospital? You know what? I'm going home.
GRACE: Stop by psychiatrist on the way, Pete, and pick up some more mind-altering drugs.
PETE: Yeah, sure.
INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR
FLASHBACK FROM THE OPERATION
INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR
GRACE: Can you get SFPD in on this? Some creep's made off with the John Doe that died last night.
CURTIS: Oh, body snatchers!
SWIFT: Don't call the police yet, Curtis. Doctor Holloway, will you give me some time?
DOCTOR: Time... time!
INT. GRACE'S OFFICE
SWIFT: We don't need to advertise our mistakes, do we?
GRACE: What are you saying?
SWIFT: Two hearts. No wonder you got lost.
GRACE: Exactly...
SWIFT: Or maybe this is double exposure, Grace. Either way, I can't afford to lose you!
GRACE: What are you doing?
SWIFT: What you should have done last night.
GRACE: Am I having a bad dream here? First I lose a patient, then I lose his body and now you destroy the only proof...
SWIFT: ...That you were careless!
GRACE: That I had no way of knowing!
SWIFT: Stop it A man died last night because you lost your way!
GRACE: You bet I did. You saw the x-ray. The guy had two hearts!
SWIFT: But now, without a body and without the records, no one need know he was here!
GRACE: You can't do that!
SWIFT: Let me take care of this, Grace!
GRACE: No!
SWIFT: Believe me, this is the best way for all of us!
GRACE: But what was he? How can we learn from him? I have to find his body!
SWIFT: And I have to keep this hospital open!
GRACE: No! No! If you do this, I'll quit!
SWIFT: You don't mean that.
INT. HOSPITAL
DOCTOR: Puccini! We've met before.
GRACE: I don't think so...
DOCTOR: I think so. I know you... You're tired of life, but afraid of dying!
INT. HOSPITAL UNDERGROUND CAR PARK
DOCTOR: There was music... Madame Butterfly! And you were there! I saw you last night!
GRACE: Not me.
DOCTOR: I don't know who I am, but I know you know me.
GRACE: Please go away.
DOCTOR: You're my only hope.
GRACE: I'll call security!
DOCTOR: Do you know who I am?
GRACE: I have no idea. Now leave me alone!
DOCTOR: Please help me! You're a doctor...
GRACE: My oath has just expired! Now stand back.
INT. GRACE'S CAR
GRACE: Out! Get out!!!
DOCTOR: My hearts!!! There's something there!
GRACE: Oh, God...
DOCTOR: What is it?!
GRACE: It can't be...
DOCTOR: Two hearts! I have two hearts! Now get me out of here before they kill me! Drive! You've got to help me!
INT. HOSPITAL RECEPTION
CURTIS: Hi, Bruce. Why the shades?
MASTER: I had a bad night.
CURTIS: Did you want something?
MASTER: What happened to the gunshot I brought in? I've got orders to move him.
CURTIS: He died.
MASTER: Oh, yeah. They wanted me to move his body...
CURTIS: Bruce, are you OK?
MASTER: Where is it?
CURTIS: Haven't you heard? The body is gone. Stolen.
MASTER: Where are his things?
CURTIS: The kid that brought him ran off with them.
MASTER: The Asian child.
CURTIS: The Asian child... Bruce, you are sick.
MASTER: Thank you.
EXT. GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE
DOCTOR: Look at that! San Francisco when it was still inhabited. Amazing...
INT. GRACE'S HOUSE
GRACE: You alright?
DOCTOR: Much better.
GRACE: Good.
DOCTOR: Now I don't have a piece of primitive wiring inside my cardiovascular system.
GRACE: I don't believe it! He's taken all his stuff!
DOCTOR: Who?
GRACE: Brian.
DOCTOR: Your boyfriend?
GRACE: Ex-boyfriend. Sit down and open your shirt. I want to listen to your heart.
DOCTOR: Hearts...
GRACE: He took the sofa! Come up here.
DOCTOR: I'm remembering more now. What a lovely view...
GRACE: Maybe you had selective amnesia brought on by shock.
DOCTOR: Maybe. I can't remember.
GRACE: Shh!
DOCTOR: A Da Vinci! He had a terrible cold when he drew that!
GRACE: You're still fibrillating badly.
DOCTOR: No, I'm not. Here...
DOCTOR: I remember - I was with Puccini when he died.
GRACE: Name-dropper.
DOCTOR: No, I was...
GRACE: Shh... oh, God.
DOCTOR: See? It's not an echo.
DOCTOR: I remember. He died before he could finish Turandot. It was so sad. Alfano finished it, based on his notes.
GRACE: Two hearts. You were right... who are you?
DOCTOR: I was dead too long this time. The anesthetic almost destroyed the regenerative process.
GRACE: Oh, yeah. Right... Look, I'm going to take some of your blood and find out what's going on here.
DOCTOR: No, Grace. Don't you see? I have thirteen lives...
GRACE: Please! Don't try and tell me that you came back from the dead. Sorry, the dead stay dead. You can't turn back time.
DOCTOR: Yes, you can.
GRACE: I'm not a child! Don't speak to me like I'm a child. Only children believe that crap! I am a doctor...
DOCTOR: But it was a childish dream that made you a doctor. You dreamt you could hold back death. Isn't that true? Don't be sad, Grace. You'll do great
things...
EXT. ROSE ALLEY
INT. TARDIS CONSOLE ROOM
LEE: Hello? Who's there?
MASTER: You don't want to know.
LEE: Oh, it's you, man. Bruce - don't scare me like that. This place is freaky, yeah?
MASTER: Lee. Chang Lee, isn't that your name? Well, I never... the TARDIS likes you.
LEE: What do you mean, Bruce?
MASTER: I am not Bruce. I am merely... inside his body.
LEE: Oh, yeah. So who are you really?
MASTER: Where is he?
LEE: Who?
MASTER: The man you took these things from?
LEE: He's dead. They're mine now.
MASTER: He's not dead! He's stolen my body.
LEE: But...
MASTER: I will die unless we bring him back here and you're going to help me do that.
LEE: What's in it for me?
MASTER: You get to live.
Act 3